Sunday, July 18, 2004,
Happy ending? no.
i wanted to wake up and go online yesterday.. but then as usual.. i put the alarm clock at the am slot instead of the pm slot..hai.. dunno why recently..e way i am responding to ppl in sluggish and tired.. even to ppl i'm close to.. someting is in my mind.. someting is stuck there..
nowadays.. my life has dimmed down.. its been boring.. dead. lifeless.. i need to change.. or perhaps i need a change.. i was stoning yest when i recalled something...
yest i went to marine parade after prize presentation.. when i came back... wat happened half a year ago suddenly flashed back to me.. memory jolt. i remember i was like a mad man.. shouting.. running.. tink i broke.. i entirely suppased my own mind.. if only i noe how to control myself then..
Avril lavinge's My happy ending.. not happy though.. it is so frusted... tired..
So much for my happy ending
oh oh, oh oh, oh oh...
Let's talk this over
It's not like we're dead
Was it something I did?
Was it something you said?
Don't leave me hanging
In a city so dead
held up so high On such a breakable thread
You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be
You were everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it
And all the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending
oh oh, oh oh, oh oh...
You've got your dumb friends
I know what they say
They tell you I'm difficult
But so are they
But they don't know me
Do they even know you?
All the things you hide from me
All the shit that you do
You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be
It's nice to know that you were there
Thanks for acting like you cared
And making me feel like I was the only one I
t's nice to know we had it all
Thanks for watching as I fall
And letting me know we were done
angst ridden song..but i dunno why everytime now when i open my com. this is the first song i will play.. so much for my happy ending man... yesterday nite played 2 bball matches.. before that practise shooting.. not bad 95% on target. 70% chop..
but then e problem is i cannot handle pressure in match.. first match 2 on 2.. uncle and me won.. 11-7.. i scored onli one point.. next match was better.. 11-1.. i scored 5.
today i gonna go do hw. siaNZ.....
I am vindicated..
i am selfish
i am wrong
i am right
i swear i'm right
i swear i knew it all along..
i am flawed..
but i am cleaning up so well...
I am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself ..
Like hope
Dangles on a string
Like slow spinning redemption
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